She blinks a little in surprise, as if stunned by his answer, her heart still beating a little faster than usual when he finally lets her go.

She won. Okay, it's a compromise but still, he relented and agreed to it and she's going to take that as a victory. A victory that was accompanied with a hole in her wall but a victory all the same.

She smirks broadly to herself, feeling more than a little smug. Maybe that's not the appropriate response but hey not just anyone can get the almighty prince of all saiyans to agree to terms other than his own.

So she ends up making her way out to the kitchen -- not to eat but to grab herself a beer from the fridge. She's definitely earned herself a victory drink.